Sequence Wars: The Mythical Age is Created by Me

"The Tribunal has been dedicated to finding the spirits of those heroes renowned throughout European history. We have made many attempts in this regard, and three years ago, we found this sword at Glastonbury Abbey."

"Based on its forging techniques and composition, it can be determined that it is a product from the fifth to sixth century AD, which coincides with the era in which 'he' lived."

Historically, no genuine artifact related to the sword in the stone has ever been unearthed; after all, it is merely a vague legend.

Now, with the arrival of the sequence, the boundary between truth and falsehood seems to have been broken. The Tribunal has indeed found the holy sword that may be held by the monarch of Camelot, symbolizing his supreme power and status.

"Indeed, there are strong sequence factors, but with such high enrichment, a resurgence should have occurred long ago. How come it's completely unresponsive, just like Vanite?"

Xiao Ci examined it for a moment. When the relic begins to revive, sequence factors will be generated on its surface and inside. This is a phenomenon that current science cannot explain. Relics that have not revive are just like ordinary objects, and nothing can be seen.

Even though the broken sword is covered in rust, it cannot prevent the dense sequence factors from manifesting. It should have already recovered, but it has not had any impact on reality, which is really too strange.

"Yes, we have already conducted energy tests on this sword. The legendary resonance, which is at least a fourth-order sequence, has appeared on its blade. Perhaps after the appearance of [King Arthur], it will be able to undergo a true and complete revival."

This was not only his wish, but also the wish of the twelve members of the Tribunal at the Round Table. The king's seat on that round table had been vacant for far too long.

Richard's words enlivened the atmosphere considerably, but Xiao Ci and Lu Feng remained serious.

"All of this is just our speculation."

Xiao Ci knew that with the methods of the Tribunal, the creation of this sword was most likely a genuine masterpiece, just like the "Tai'a".

But their enemy is a being from mythology.

After he finished speaking, several agonizing screams and the sound of flesh hitting the ground were heard.

The group leaders who stepped forward to stop Charon were thrown back, blood flowing from their wounds, while the ferryman of the underworld was quickly soliciting his customers.

All the struggles and fears became part of Charon's carefully orchestrated drama. Those who tried to escape were also targeted by him, and he would write their names on the register first.

"I know, but we have to give it a try, right?"

Richard shrugged.

"Alright, we should give it a try no matter what."

Lu Feng walked up to the knight and said.

Thank you.

Richard's Chinese was very good; Lu Feng couldn't even detect any accent.

"Let's save those words for later."

Lu Feng raised his arms and recited once again the poem "Playing on the Double Fifth Day," which could dispel all external forces.

As the imagery surrounding him grew stronger, Charon also turned his gaze toward him.

"Miss Rias, if I am unable to return, please go to this address and find Serena. Explain everything here to me. She already has too much hatred; there's no need to add to it because of me."

The man handed her a soft piece of paper, which Rias accepted.

It seems this is the other person from the Tribunal; Robin Hood was summoned by this person and became Richard's partner in reality.

Seeing this, Richard no longer waited. The Dobingham, hidden in the darkness, tossed him into the air, and with the force of the throw, he once again chased after the gray horse rider roaming the sky.

As Richard leaped into the air, the ground beneath Charon's feet suddenly seemed to melt, from which thousands of dark and terrifying hands emerged.

Those were the souls he had pulled into the River Styx, now being driven by the ferryman to seize the one trying to escape the underworld and drag him back to hell.

Souls have no physical form, so their hands can stretch very long. Thousands of hands from the River Styx, like seeds in "Jack and the Beanstalk," climbed to a height of tens of meters in a matter of seconds, about to catch up with Richard's figure.

Lu Feng seized the opportunity and used the Great Xia Dragon Sparrow to slash horizontally, attaching "This life without self is infinite" to the blade energy, forcefully severing two-thirds of the black hand in half.

The shockwave from the blade swept across the entire high school, and the group leaders stepped into the River Styx one after another. [Fangshi] [Lu Zhishen] [Yang Youji]...

This time it's different.

Jiang Fan stroked his chin. Compared to the first playthrough, he arrived a bit slower, and Charon, who was used by Mephisto as a vessel for advancing to the fourth tier, had successfully appeared here.

Furthermore, because Rias was present, Richard did not go directly to the Pale Knight in order to solve the mystery surrounding her.

This time, he brought out the broken sword ahead of time. According to the widely circulated version, King Arthur possessed two holy swords: the first was the chosen sword "Caliburn," and the second was the sword in the lake "Excaliburn."

The former broke during a duel, and Merlin later led King Arthur to the lakeside, where he obtained the sword from the Lake Nymph.

This rusty, broken sword is clearly the sword chosen by the king, the one that "whoever draws this sword will become king."

This might explain why Richard dared to directly confront the Pale Knight.

However, he was careless in his first playthrough and did not prepare these items in advance. He wanted to make contact with the Pale Knight politely first, but ended up losing his life for nothing.

Jiang Fan wasn't idle either. Although Rias was only at level two, due to the existence of the Crimson Storm, she was already comparable to level three in some aspects.

The silver-haired girl leaped high into the air, and a scarlet vortex nimbly broke free, tearing apart the stubborn fish that had slipped through the net.

Jiang Fan had no doubt that Richard could reach the Pale Knight, because he had already done so in his first playthrough.

But Charon created the River Styx, which seems to be a completely new ability after entering the fourth tier. It not only changed the magnetic field and environment, but also seemed to have really brought into play the function of the River Styx in mythology.

Those souls that stretched their hands out of the black river were real people who had actually existed. The River Styx, which was originally just a figment of imagination, had actually enslaved their souls.

After all, Charon would only send those who gave him silver coins into the underworld, while others would only become the waters of the River Styx.

With the power of this one anomaly, it is on par with nearly 20 people of the second and third order sequence.

No wonder Mephisto was so concerned about this. The gap between the second and third tiers is a chasm, but the gap between the third and fourth tiers has not narrowed. The two are still a completely different world.

With the help of the Pale Knight, this is simply the best place for him to advance to the fourth tier.

Now before them stood Charon, and behind him a contract demon capable of contracting even more monsters—but only such power was worthy of him.

Jiang Fan was controlling Rias, and his skills had reached a level of perfection. This was the only thing he could boast about after playing games for more than ten years.

Whether they can turn the tide depends on the prophecy in Richard's hand.

Jiang Fan was absolutely certain of Rias's identity. This third act would be the stage where this girl would truly shine.

Just as close as they were in the story, Lionheart and Robin Hood came before the Pale Knight once again.

When this mythical being raised his spear again, he saw what Richard was holding, and his massive body suddenly became sluggish.

"Your Majesty, with the sincerest heart, I pray that you awaken the King Arthur hidden in the world."

The golden hilt of Richard's sword emitted light and heat, allowing him to float in the air.

This time, the Pale Knight did indeed speak.

"Pay me the price."

He said.

Richard was unaware that seven Tier 7 deaths were required, so he could only bite the bullet and say it.

"If you are willing, I can offer my death."

Richard's eyes flashed with determination and fervor.

What was the real Lionheart like in history? Perhaps he just wanted to use King Arthur's name to prove his legitimacy as king, or perhaps he genuinely admired the legendary holy king and took him as his benchmark, a fervent fan of King Arthur.

But Richard is not involved in such a conspiracy theory.

He was born into a long-established aristocratic family in England, but sadly, he was incapable of feeling sadness.

Richard's life was filled with fervent joy; even in his lowest moments, he could accomplish anything with a smile.

It is impossible for a normal person to possess the eight virtues of a knight, because those are not virtues, but discipline.

Medieval people attempted to restrain the powerful martial force of knights, like a wild horse, and thus created discipline.

People can only yearn for it, not follow it.

But Richard's Church.

He would risk his life to find King Arthur and to protect the lives of a group of people who were completely unrelated to him in Tianhai City.

【Lionheart】Ah, would you feel ashamed in the presence of such a man, who has inherited your love for King Arthur without reservation, and retained your dedication to chivalry, engraving such a totem into his soul.

"interesting--"

The Pale Knight's voice trailed off for a long time, as if hundreds of cows were snoring inside his body.

"I took two-sevenths of the miracle and made the imperfect wish come true."

"As you wish, child."

As countless cries of souls erupted from that towering trunk, as thick as the World Tree, unparalleled gray horses and knights surged forth from heaven and earth.

Then the Pale Knight stretched out his enormous, skeletal claws and firmly grasped his companion in the darkness.

"Dubingham!"

Richard exclaimed in surprise.

But it was too late. The companion summoned by magic had been completely crushed by the Pale Knight and returned in the form of death.

Just then, the silver-haired girl, who was leaping between floors to slay those corrupt souls, suddenly emitted a red and gold glow.

[The awakening story of the character "Rias Esther" resonates with her past, future, and present, and the corridor of history has slowly opened.]

The following text appeared in the center of the game console.

[Character Destiny Interface Now Open]

Jiang Fan saw that the previously empty interface was finally completely filled, and he understood that this was the complete character development process.

And what is finally unlocked will inevitably be the one that provides the greatest boost.

In the picture.

Everyone stared at Rias in disbelief; within the red and gold light, there seemed to be a giant red dragon.

Even Charon's River Styx stopped boiling, not because it was completely suppressed by this power, but because he too became curious about the girl.

Who exactly are you?

"As is well known, the legend of King Arthur is not a true historical record."

Xiao Ci suddenly remembered something. As the second-in-command of Jinling City, they were all required to read and memorize famous legends and stories from around the world, so that they could quickly discover the other party's sequence in future negotiations and thus take targeted countermeasures.

After all, many heroes and spirits in historical stories and myths have their weaknesses and failures.

After conducting research, Xiao Ci discovered that the holy king was merely a figure fabricated by European royalty in order to unify the front and consolidate national consciousness.

"Historians do not call the entire Middle Ages the Dark Ages, because that would be a gross oversimplification, but it certainly does for the British Isles in the fifth and sixth centuries, because that was a period of 200 years with no definitive historical records, like a blank period."

"In 400 AD, due to the withdrawal of the Romans, the Ansar, who carried the white dragon banner, invaded the island of Britain. By the end of the Dark Ages in 600 AD, two-thirds of the island of Britain was under the rule of the Ansar, who also established 12 kingdoms."

"In the remaining third of the region, in Cornwall and other parts of southern England, there were about a dozen small Christian kingdoms established by the native Britons who believed themselves to be the rightful heirs of Rome and true Christians."

As soon as Xiao Ci finished speaking, Richard fell from the sky.

Fortunately, he was not seriously injured. Although he coughed up blood, he was still energetic and had the excitement of meeting his idol on his face.

"That's right, that was the era of King Arthur."

"An era that no one knew and no one recognized."

"But that is only temporary. In the next thousand years, his name, his deeds, and his spirit will spread throughout the European continent."

Richard stared fervently at the girl who was half-floating in the air, his eyes practically overflowing with adoration.

Jiang Fan was somewhat surprised to see the words appearing above the little figures' heads. They actually knew so much about it, while he only had a general idea.

"Did you hear it? In the echoes of a thousand years, millions of people have called out your name."

Richard raised his hands high and shouted like a subject.

Jiang Fan smiled upon seeing this.

Under the armor of the King of Britain, it is not surprising that Arthur is actually a fair-skinned blonde girl who upholds justice and pursues chivalry throughout her life.

"Rias...Arthur (Aise), you are one of the prototypes of the Arthurian legend, and during the two hundred years of void, you became a figure revered by the Bretons as a holy king."

Jiang Fan felt the game console was scalding hot, as if a girl's hot tears were flowing down his hand.

This is a story named after you, Rias.